Rather than saying anything he reached down and rubbed his hand over her arse. As his fingers brushed over her silky hair that he had never seen, and...still could not, she moaned and pushed back against him. She was very warm, very soft, and curiously damp. He pushed his finger against her, and slipped inside. She moaned and rubbed against him. Her soft, furry tail trailed across his cheek and neck. "Open your robe," she said softly. He unbuttoned it with his free hand as his finger pushed. During the week I was looking forward to it. What started to make me changed my mind was my wife was a bit distant all week. I thought maybe Alex wasn’t coming over. I asked her if she was fine and about Alex coming over. She said that she was and she was ok. I knew she wasn’t. It was like she wanted to tell me something but didn’t know how.The night came I got ready to go out and was half dressed when Alex walked in calling for Susan. I had my shirt on but no pants or briefs. She looked. " I suggested, as Simone and I slid over. My buffalo robe is a huge bull hide, nine feet wide and 12 feet long, not including the tail or legs, but including the cape, so there's plenty of room ... they sat.Simone immediately said, "John was his usual difficult self, wasn't he." She wasn't asking a question, she was making a statement of fact. "We heard the helicopter fly over and head back. I was sure it was John being John. Good old asshole John." She sighed, "they sent him to Salt Lake?". Are you looking to become our boss by the end of your third week here?"My infatuation with Janice appeared to have become common knowledge around the shop. I didn't know that, but it was bound to come out pretty soon, so I had not worried about it. However, Joey's remarks were a bit too much for me to take. I said, "Joey, if that was meant to be a joke, it went way too far. Please back off. On the other hand, if you were serious about your comments, see me behind the shop after work, and we.